In the air, the sound of a sword whistling through the air.
Meng Qi and Li Che both looked up at the sky. They only had time to see Ling Ji's sharp figure flying across the sky, heading deeper into the green mountain.
Other than them, the other practitioners were still fighting as if they didn't care what was happening.
The sound of the Thousand Emperors Bell became more and more urgent, "Dang dang dang dang … …" It was almost as if the sound was knocking on people's hearts.
The bell kept ringing, but Meng Qi felt that she was much more awake than before.
Even the fire that had been burning in her heart and in her spiritual sea seemed to have been extinguished.
Meng Qi's heart moved, and she took out the few Jie Meng Xiang that Li Che gave her: Is it because of this?
Several small green incense sticks the length of a finger were held in her hand, emitting a slightly cold bitter smell.
"Meng Qi?" Li Che happened to be bandaging the wound on a female practitioner's arm. He turned around and saw Meng Qi who was staring at the Jie Meng Xiang in a daze. He asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"Li Che." Meng Qi looked up at him.
She just noticed that Li Che's eyes were cold, without a trace of blood, "Did you feel that there was a fire burning in your chest and spiritual sea? It makes people lose their consciousness. "
"No." Li Che shook his head blankly, and reached out to touch his chest.
He was a medical practitioner after all, so he quickly understood Meng Qi's meaning, "You mean … …"
Li Che stood up and glanced around.
Above and below the city wall, the battle was getting more and more intense.
Within a few breaths, some practitioners would be injured and fall down. The smell of blood in the air was getting thicker and thicker, and the practitioners' attacks were getting more and more vicious. Some of the sword moves and spells that they would only use on their enemies in the past were even attacking their companions who were still talking and laughing with each other a few days ago.
Li Che was slightly startled. He touched his own chest and muttered to himself, "There's no fire burning. I only heard the sound of a bell, but that's …"
He scratched his head in confusion. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a xiuzhe on the city wall fall backwards.
Li Che didn't have time to think too much. His figure flashed and went forward to support the practitioner. He carefully helped him to sit down.
"Oh." That young sword cultivator let out a soft groan, his left hand pressing down on his right hand.
"How are you?" Li Che asked as he held the injured male cultivator's left hand and moved it away from the wound on his right hand.
As he spoke, he looked up at that person.
The handsome young swordsman lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes covering most of the light in his eyes. But that couldn't hide the surging blood in his eyes.
Li Che was slightly startled. He instinctively reached out and pinched that person's chin, turning him to face himself, "This …"
He swallowed his saliva with some difficulty, then looked at Meng Qi, "They are … his eyes …"
Li Che immediately reacted, "They were all affected by the sound of the bell?"
"Yes." Meng Qi lit up the Dream Dispelling Incense and put it to that person's nose.
A slightly bitter and cold smell filled the air, but that person's eyes were still blood-red.
"Is it not because of the Dream Dispelling Incense?" Meng Qi put out the Dream Dispelling Incense and mumbled as he put it away.
Li Che had already started to clean the wound on that person's right arm. He said, "The Dream Dispelling Incense can only stabilize the spiritual sea. Of course, it's not because of the Dream Dispelling Incense."
He paused and said, "The Dream Dispelling Incense is a very common medicine. Even if it is added with gentian grass, it's not that powerful. It can be bought in any medicine shop in the south. If it's that powerful, they wouldn't be in this state right now. "
"Yes." Meng Qi nodded.
When Ling Ji leaped up just now, she heard him clearly. He said that he wanted to meet the number one magical weapon from ten thousand years ago.
Was he referring to the sound of the bell?
"Meng Qi." Li Che suddenly raised his voice and raised that person's arm, "Come and take a look."
The blood that flowed out of the wound on the man's right arm also had a dark golden glow.
"Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm!" Li Che leaned closer and sniffed, then suddenly blurted out. He was born in the south, so it was impossible for him to not recognize this poisonous insect that only existed in the south.
"It's the Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm again." Meng Qi's eyes flashed.
She found the silk of this Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm in Qin Xiumo's wound just now.
She frowned slightly. Was this person injured by the same person as Qin Xiumo?
"It should be said that it's the silk of the Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm," Li Che said as he began to throw spiritual herbs and spiritual flowers into his life-bound medicinal cauldron.
"The silk of the Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm is the best material for making hand gloves. If you add a little bit of it to a pair of hand gloves, it will be impervious to fire and water, cold and heat. We medical cultivators like it very much. You must have heard of it before. "
As he spoke, he sighed lightly, "Later on, for some reason, someone started to use it to hurt people. After this thing is refined, it can drill into a wound and quickly travel through the entire body. After twelve hours, it can take root in a cultivator's spiritual sea and use the cultivator's ling energy and blood to nourish itself. As long as the cultivator's ling energy and blood don't have enough, the silk won't be destroyed. At that time, even a more powerful medical cultivator won't be able to save the cultivator. They can only wait for this thing to exhaust the cultivator's ling energy and the spiritual sea to dry up. Unless … … "
Li Che said, "Unless the spiritual sea can be reconstructed, the cultivator will still be alive, but he will forever be a cripple."
He thought that Meng Qi didn't know, so he explained in detail.
Meng Qi nodded her head.
"But if it can be discovered within twelve hours, the silk of the Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm is very easy to cure. The Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm's favorite ingredient is the Nine Mulberry Tree's leaves, the Scarlet Flower Fruit, and the Crescent Blade Vine. Once it is applied to the hand, it can be easily extracted from the wound, "Li Che said without holding back.
"En." Meng Qi looked at Li Che.
She naturally knew the method. Just now, she had used the same method to extract the Ten Thousand Zombie Silkworm's silk from Qin Xiumo's body.
Li Che's gaze was serious and focused. As he spoke, the three spiritual herbs in his life-bound medicinal cauldron had already been boiled into a green medicinal liquid.
Just as he was about to apply it to his hand, Meng Qi raised her hand and blocked in front of his hand, "Let me do it."
She didn't wait for Li Che to speak before she grabbed the other's hand and flipped it over. She pointed at a small wound on the back of his hand and said faintly, "The prerequisite is that there is no wound on that person's hand."
As Meng Qi spoke, she released Li Che's hand.
The medicinal concoction poured down and smeared across her left hand. She then took out the silver needle that looked like a fish hook and hooked a strand of silk that was thinner than a strand of hair from the xiuzhe's wound. She wrapped it around her own hand that had been smeared with the medicinal liquid.
"Hmm?" Li Che's eyes lit up, "Your silver needle is very useful."
"En." Meng Qi said, "I made it myself."
Yun Qingyan had taught her how to make a medicinal knife before. She also knew how to make formations, so she only knew a little about making simple tools.
Although he couldn't be like those weapon refiners, who could craft all kinds of powerful weapons, it was still very easy to make a handy tool.
"It looks like a fish hook." Li Che stared at it for a moment and concluded.
"Hmm." Meng Qi nodded, "I got my inspiration from the fish hook."
"When we leave here, I will also customize one." Li Che's voice had just faded when he scratched his head in embarrassment, "If I still remember your words at that time."
Meng Qi took out a similar silver needle from her storage bag and handed it over, "You gave me the Meng Xie Incense and I will give you the silver needle."
"Thank you." Li Che didn't stand on ceremony with her and immediately took it.
"Hmm?" He looked at it carefully, "There seems to be a pattern carved on it."
"I've carved a small Talisman Formation on it." Meng Qi explained, "By using a spirit stone to activate the formation, some medicinal properties can be attached to the silver needle and it won't dissipate for a quarter of an hour. This way, we can use this quarter of an hour to bring the medicinal energy to the meridians or other places that we need. "
Li Che was stunned when he heard this. After a moment, he couldn't help but blink his eyes.
Although he didn't know much about refining tools, and didn't know much about formations, he still knew that carving a formation on such a thin silver needle wasn't an easy task.
Even the silver needles that medical cultivators like them could buy on a daily basis would not be used in such a manner. Unless they were like Xue Chengxuan, who chose to use silver needles as their natal magic treasure, their natal magic treasure was indeed much more powerful than these ordinary ones.
"Many, many thanks." Li Che was silent for a moment, but still put away the silver needle.
In this short period of time, Meng Qi had already extracted all of the Ten Thousand Stiff Silkworm's silk from the sword practitioner's body.
Her left hand was wrapped in a dark golden cocoon. Meng Qi took out the small jasper box and put the cocoon inside.
Just as Li Che said, the silk of the Ten Thousand Stiff Silkworm was a rare and precious item. It wasn't often seen.
"Meng Qi, over here." When she finished, Li Che had already helped another practitioner up and let her lean against the wall.
"Her spiritual energy was exhausted and someone took advantage of her weakness to injure her meridians. Her spiritual energy was also affected." Li Che quickly said, "There are also external injuries on her back, from her left shoulder to her waist … Hmm?"
Li Che paused for a moment, then quickly said, "Ten Thousand Stiff Silkworm!"
He turned to look at Meng Qi and repeated in disbelief, "It's the Ten Thousand Stiff Silkworm again!"
Meng Qi waved her hand, and the Five Spirit Cauldron spun around her. She casually threw in the leaves of the Nine Mulberry Tree, the Red Flower Fruit, and the Moon Blade Vine.
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Although she didn't have the Five Spirit Cauldron as long as Li Che, the speed at which she refined medicine with this small cauldron was much faster than him.
In the time it took to breathe, the three medicinal herbs turned into a green medicinal liquid. A medicinal aroma that resembled bamboo juice overflowed from the small cauldron.
Meng Qi helped the female practitioner lie down. She stretched out her hand and carefully opened the blood-soaked clothes on her back.
On the female practitioner's fair and jade-like back, there was a hideous wound that ran from her left shoulder to her right waist.
The wound was very narrow. It should've been caused by a sharp sword. If that sword had been a bit more vicious, the female practitioner in front of her would've been chopped into two halves.
Meng Qi took out a small blue medicine bottle from her storage brocade pouch and poured the medicine powder on the bleeding wound on the female practitioner's back.
As soon as the medicine powder touched the wound, the unconscious female practitioner's body suddenly tensed up.
She let out a muffled groan and slowly opened her eyes.
"Don't move." Meng Qi instructed in a low voice.
"Ugh …" The female practitioner responded softly. Her watery eyes were still filled with blood.
Even though she was lying on the ground, the wound on her back was extremely painful. Her spiritual aura was also exhausted. Even her spiritual sea was starting to crack. However, she still raised her hand with all her might.
A blood-red rose condensed in her palm. However, after two petals spread out, the rose disappeared again.
"Ugh …" The female practitioner let out another muffled groan. Her body went limp and she once again lay on the ground.
Meng Qi's expression was indifferent. Her slender fingers quickly pulled out a dark golden silk from the female practitioner's wound.
Her left hand had already been soaked in the medicinal liquid. The silk from the Ten Thousand Stiff Silkworm seemed to have a life of its own. It quickly wrapped around her hand and fingers.
In just a short moment, Meng Qi's left hand was once again wrapped in the dark golden silk.
"There are already small cracks in her spiritual sea." Li Che was also busy.
The medicinal liquid in his life-bound cauldron was churning non-stop. It would be best if it condensed into a small ball of medicinal liquid.
Li Che waved his hand. The medicinal liquid accurately flew into the porcelain cup he took out.
"Meng Qi." He raised his hand and then put it down. Then, he looked up at Meng Qi. "Please help her sit up."
Meng Qi had already finished treating the wound on the female practitioner's back. She carefully helped her up.
Li Che poured the medicinal liquid in the porcelain cup into the female practitioner's mouth. He said, "If she doesn't use any more spiritual aura, her spiritual sea will be fine for the time being. However, the cracks in her spiritual sea are a bit strange. I carefully examined them. They don't seem to be caused by the exhaustion of spiritual aura. "
"Okay." Meng Qi nodded.
The female practitioner's spiritual sea only had some very small cracks. If they were caused by the exhaustion of spiritual aura, with her Spirit Severing Stage cultivation, she would be able to repair them on her own in ten to fifteen days.
"The wound on her back, although it appears to be very narrow and not deep," said Chu Feng. Meng Qi said, "But the sword cultivator who injured her may not have a higher cultivation level than her, but his sword aura is extremely strong. It penetrated her bones and injured her spiritual sea."
She paused and said, "Her spiritual sea was injured by the sword aura. This sword aura is sharp and swift. Such a sharp sword intent is a bit like … "
Qiao Ran jumped and landed on the city wall. He looked at Meng Qi and Li Che, who were gathered together to study the female practitioner's wound. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
But he still said, "Master Meng … uh … Fellow Daoist Meng."
He looked at Meng Qi and Li Che who were squatting on the ground and looking up at him at the same time. When he met their clear and serious eyes, he didn't know why, but he couldn't bring himself to say the next sentence.
"… This female practitioner was injured by me."
Qiao Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
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